Transmigrating to Female Supremacy: Husbands, Don’t Be Too Outrageous

"Have."

Zhao Youqing sat in the car, his straight look made Ji Zhen also become serious.

"You say." Ji Zhen leaned forward slightly.

"Come here."

Zhao Youqing stretched out his hand to her, and Ji Zhen handed it to him without any suspicion. However, she didn't expect that the world would spin the next moment, and she was directly thrown into the car by Zhao Youqing.

"Eh? What are you doing?"

Ji Zhen pushed Zhao Youqing reflexively, trying to get up. But he grabbed her hand and pressed it against his solid chest. He covered her, putting most of his weight on her, making her a little breathless.

"Zhao Youqing!" Ji Zhen struggled.

"Stay away from the Yu brothers."

Zhao Youqing spoke muffledly above Ji Zhen's head, reached out to lift up her tightly covered collar, and gently stroked the faint teeth mark on her neck.

"You even want to mark him... You are so mean, how could you do this."

A slightly cool kiss came without warning. Zhao Youqing kissed Ji Zhen's neck gently, his tongue swirling along the faint tooth mark, and suddenly bit down, causing Ji Zhen to tremble all over.

"You...let go."

Ji Zhen could hear her heart pounding and her body grew hot from Zhao Youqing's kiss.

"you like him?"

Zhao Youqing suddenly bit Ji Zhen hard. The feeling of his canine teeth sinking into her delicate neck made Ji Zhen grab Zhao Youqing's clothes and cry out.

"Are you a dog?"

The sharp pain in her neck annoyed Ji Zhen. She struggled hard and tried to push Zhao Youqing away, but he grabbed her shoulders and held her tightly.

Zhao Youqing raised his head slightly, licked the bright red tooth mark he had just made with satisfaction, and finally let go of Ji Zhen's neck.

He raised his body slightly and looked at Ji Zhen who was struggling under him.

"Did I tell you right?"

The clear phoenix eyes were filled with spring water, and she stared at Ji Zhen without blinking, causing her face to turn red. She turned away and said angrily:

"What nonsense! Let me go."

"Don't let it go."

Zhao Youqing reached out and grasped Ji Zhen's chin with his slender fingers, forcing her to turn her face and look at him.

"Do you like him?" Zhao Youqing was extremely persistent about this question and stared at Ji Zhen.

Ji Zhen felt very uncomfortable with his chin being pinched, and felt a little annoyed. She glared at Zhao Youqing and said:

"So what if I like it, so what if I don't like it? It's none of your business."

Zhao You's ink-stone eyes darkened, and the hand that was pinching Ji Zhen's chin loosened. He pulled a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and gently stroked Ji Zhen's lips with his slender fingers, muttering:

"This mouth always fails to say what I want to hear, which is really annoying."

When the slightly cool lips came over, Ji Zhen's mind went blank. She was about to speak out to stop him, but Zhao Youqing's tongue took the opportunity to probe in. The nimble tongue swept across her sensitive palate, entangled with her small clove tongue, and forced her to sink into him.

The air in the narrow carriage suddenly heated up. Ji Zhen felt that even her breath was hot. The scent of ebony agarwood lingered around her nose. Her body softened into a pool of water under the delicate kisses. Her mind was already a mess. She only knew that she could follow the rise and fall of those soft lips and occasionally let out an unbearable hum.

Suddenly, the slow-moving carriage went to an unknown place. There was a violent bump, and Ji Zhen's head hit the wall of the carriage with a bang.

The collision was so strong that it woke up the dazed Ji Zhen.

When Ji Zhen came to her senses, she felt a pain in her chest. She grabbed the head that was making trouble on her chest and saw the clear teeth marks on her collarbone.

"Zhao Youqing!"

Ji Zhen, who had regained consciousness, gritted her teeth and raised her knee, but Zhao Youqing quickly caught it. He turned over quickly and made Ji Zhen's kick miss.

"Tsk, Zhenzhen has such a cruel heart. Is she trying to murder her husband with this kick?"

Zhao Youqing sat up slowly, licked his upper lip with his bright red tongue, and had a satisfied expression on his face, which made Ji Zhen feel embarrassed and angry.

"Get lost! Whose husband are you? Do you have any shame?"

Ji Zhen's face flushed red, and she picked up the big pillow behind her and threw it at Zhao Youqing in anger.

Zhao Youqing was in a very good mood at the moment, and let her hit it twice. Seeing that she seemed really annoyed, he took advantage of his height and long arms to take the pillow away, pressed her hand, lowered his head to look at Ji Zhen's flushed face, raised his eyebrows and asked:

"Why, you bullied me and you're still angry?"

"Me? You!"

Ji Zhen was so angry at Zhao Youqing's confusing right and wrong that she was speechless for a moment. In her bright eyes, a small flame of fire was burning fiercely.

Her eyes darkened, and she pulled the leisurely Zhao Youqing over, pushed him down on the carriage, rode on his waist, looked down at him, and said angrily:

"Open your eyes and see, I am bullying you now."

Ji Zhen used some real kung fu to pull, and the force was so strong that Zhao Youqing was caught off guard and his back hit the thick carpet of the carriage hard, causing him to groan in pain.

But when he looked at the girl riding on him, the pain turned into a secret pleasure, making him involuntarily touch her waist and slowly clamp it.

"Your Highness, I am lying down and will allow Your Highness to bully me."

Ji Zhen was stunned. She was clearly riding on him and was the one who was going to do something bad, so why did she feel like she was being teased by Zhao Youqing?

Ji Zhen's ignorant look made Zhao Youqing's eyes darken. The spring water in the pool was rippling, spreading out in circles, reaching his heart, arousing an unbearable itch, making his throat roll, and he called out in a hoarse voice:

"Your Highness."

Ji Zhen was called back to her senses by Zhao Youqing. She looked down at the man with a happy face. Although he was lying under her, he was dressed neatly, unlike her, whose clothes were disheveled and his neck and collarbone seemed to be stained with saliva left by Zhao Youqing when he bit her.

This made Ji Zhen feel a little unconvinced. Recently, it seemed that she was always at a disadvantage whenever she was with Zhao Youqing, and she had never beaten him once.

How does this work?

Ji Zhen looked at Zhao Youqing's smooth and slender neck, then reached out and touched the place where he had bitten her. She narrowed her eyes, suddenly leaned down, and bit Zhao Youqing's neck.

It must be said that Ji Zhen's bite was really fierce. She almost immediately tasted a faint taste of blood in her mouth and was a little stunned. She didn't expect that the bite she made in anger could actually break Zhao Youqing's neck. She opened her mouth and stood up slightly, wanting to see his injury, but was pushed back by Zhao Youqing.

"Your Highness, bite me, harder."

Zhao Youqing's voice was trembling. One of his hands held her tightly against his neck, and the other hand tightly clasped Ji Zhen's waist. Ji Zhen felt like she was being strangled to death by Zhao Youqing.